Friday, August 20, 2010

Captain's Log: Stardate 9508.06

Last night I finished a book that had me deciphering the last clue using morse code.  It was really quite enjoyable and reminded me of a time when I was much younger when my extensive knowledge of morse code saved many of my friends lives as we traveled through the outer realms of space.   So last night I had to fess up to something to Sarah.  This little memory brought a great deal of laughter from Sarah and a great deal of questions.  So I bet you are wondering what I revealed to Sarah.  You will have to decipher it( ..   .-- . -. -   - ---   ... - .- .-.   - .-. . -.-   -.-. .- -- .--.   .- -. -..   .-.. --- ...- . -..   . ...- . .-. -.--   -- .. -. ..- - .   --- ..-.   .. - .-.-.- ).  Give up.  Okay, I will tell you.  I went to Space Camp and not just any Space Camp.  It was a Star Trek themed Space Camp.  It is probably the geekiest thing I have ever done but before you make any assumptions about me let me make it quite clear on how I stand about the experience.  First,  it was a scout trip so I had no say in whether I went or not.  Second,  I absolutely loved and love Star Trek.  I remember as a kid sneaking out of my bedroom to go watch episodes of TNG (The Next Generation) when they would come on after 10 every night.  I could not get enough and I have never been as devout to a show as I was to Star Trek.  I dreamed of being able to be apart of the Star Trek world and flying around in space aboard the Enterprise.  Matching wits with Data as we played Tri-Dimensional Chess with his cat Spot nuzzling up to my leg.  Hanging with Geordi and Guinan in Ten-Forward swigging on a warm glass of Rokassa juice.  Being trapped in the holodek with Picard and Worf because of some computer glitch is preventing us from leaving. Q must be up to his old tricks again.  And I still want a replicator in my house.  I would watch until I fell asleep and this is too part of the reason that I established a long habit of sleeping on the couch.   I received the Trekker merchandise magazine which I never bought anything from but secretly wished I could at that age.  I was a member of the official Star Trek Fan club and had the membership card to prove it.  I owned action figures, the USS Enterprise,  toys that a reminiscent of Polly Pockets for Star Trek, and the Ultimate Star Trek Encyclopedia.  I even put together models of the ships from Star Trek.  I was obsessed.  So now with that perspective you can call me a geek and not make any assumptions.  Needless to say, I was stoked to be going on this trip.  It was young trekkers dream come true to be experiencing this.  I still remember the my first experience of being teleported up to the ship.  The strange whirling motion as the molecules of my body were transformed to energy and back again and I arrived on the ship.  It was so awesome.   As we made our way to the bridge, we passed countless rooms.  Engineering, the Mess Hall, the Crew Quarters, the Infirmary, etc.  I was given the assignment of Communications Officer hence the morse code.  My primary duty was to relay and decipher incoming hails and inform the Captain of any developments.  It was not the ideal job in fact it w very boring for me but I was in space so I didn't care.  I had hoped that I would be in engineering because it was by far the coolest part of the ship I thought at the time.   I only remember a few things about the whole trip.   First, I took part in several away team experiences one of which we encountered resistance from Romulan forces to retrieve some sort of relay beacon that was in the Neutral Zone.  I had a minor encounter with a Klingon upon the ship who decided to eat a piece of paper that I was told to give to him by the captain.  The Klingon gave me the nickname Mop because he threaten me that if I ever gave him such bad food again he would clean the floors with my head.  And I remember having the worse night sleep because I had the top bunk in my quarters and no matter where I turned to get sleep that night I had a light in my eyes.  But all in all it was an awesome experience and I really did enjoy it.  I am also proud that I was able to experience a little bit of my dream to be a part of the Star trek world if but for a moment.  If anyone wants to join me in the ranks of being a geek, the camp is still in business in Pleasant Grove, Utah.  I hear you getting excited.  Here is the link.  And adults can participate as well.  http://www.spacecamputah.org/.   And just to give you a glimpse of it I have included a video.  Enjoy.   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K7WDJkaTyqw    

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

O' catalyst, where art thou?

SUPER HERO: A TYPE OF STOCK CHARACTER POSSESSING "EXTRAORDINARY OR SUPERHUMAN POWERS" AND IS DEDICATED TO PROTECTING THE PUBLIC.
I have long known that I have a secret ability to pick up radio signals some how in my head. I hear (Yeah that's right I hear) the cuckoo bells going off in your head but believe me it is so. Sarah is my witness to it. I have on countless times started singing a song out loud and turned on a radio only to find that surprisingly that song is playing or is the next song to play. I know or rather hear what you are thinking, the songs are just overplayed and I could easily just have the song in my head from earlier on that day. But I don't listen to the radio that much. In fact, I seldom listen to the radio because I feel it interferes with the internal songs bouncing around in my head and I can only listen to one song at a time and more often than not I prefer the song in my head. Much to Sarah's dismay.  But these songs are not from overplayed groups like Nickelback or Wilson Philips. I swear radio stations have a quota for how many times they have to play "You're in Love" or "Rockstar". But these mind songs seem to be forsaken songs that I haven't heard in years. It can't be just some random event. My claim to have this ability has to be legitimate. Either I can hear the radio waves or I have to ability to call upon some force so that I hear exactly what I want to hear. I could also just be crazy which is also very likely.  But either of the former ways make it so I have a special ability and the latter makes it so I can still think it and that makes it reality.  The only problem with this ability is it is not nearly strong enough.   So I looked up on Wikipedia what I need to have to become a superhero.
1- There has to be a presence of the ability whether it be natural talent or supernatural talent. Check.
2- Most heroes were apart of some catastrophic event or a catalyst that will bring their abilities to the next level. Peter Parker got bit by a radioactive spider, all the X-men and Kal-El are exposed to radiation changes and their DNA morphs, Bruce Wayne wants revenge on his parents death, Captain America beefed up on Vita Ray treatment, and Bruce Banner has a little mishap with his gamma bomb invention. So I, too, must find a way to be part of a one of these events so that my full power can be realized. I am hoping that is not the event where I have to reap revenge on those who have killed my loved ones. I can't bear that.  But I am in luck I work in a lab and surely that has increased my chance of one of these other strange events occuring. Maybe some stray radioactive rat or rabbit from the oncology lab will attack me in the hall someday. Or all the machines in nuclear medicine go haywire and start a cataclysmic event that I somehow don't escape because I can't hear the overhead speakers to evacuate (I occasionally work in a room with 13 freezers and can't hear any of the fire alarms or alerts that are broadcasted over the PA).
3- Most super heroes have a strong moral code, which includes a willingness to risk one's own safety in the service of good without expectation of reward. This one is self explanatory. And I do think my actions tend to be for the good so I think I am on track with this.
4- Most super heroes are independently wealthy. Oh dear.  I am not but after my full powers are realized I suppose that I could go figure out a way to make money.  It is not really gambling if you know the outcome of a race or match that you place wager on, is it?  Even goody two shoes Peter Parker used his powers in the beginning to make a little money.  I am entitled to a cut as well.
5- Every hero needs a lair or a hideout.  I am thinking that I will just construct a rudimentary structure on a radio tower and set up base there.  Easy one. 
6-A distinct costume-  This one is tricky.  I want to be taken serious so I don't think I can have a huge antenna on the top of my head.  It is cliche and ridiculous.  I think I will just walk around in a big ear costume.  So much better.
7-An Archenemy-  This too is hard.  I know that my ability can help me with petty criminals (intercepting police scanner waves and all) but the only archenemy I can think of would be Photon: the villain of light.   He would travel at the speed of light.   I would have to travel at the speed of sound which means he is a great deal times faster than me.  So I would get to the scene of the crime well after it is happened. This is a problem.  Solution:  I would have to use my wits and my ability to hear into the future his plans and devise ways to slow him down (with water)  or trap him (in opaque box).  He will torment me with irksome songs that I will be forced to listen to over and over.  It will definitely be a challenge but I will be able to handle it.  Good will always win out in the end.

So the plan is set and I am waiting patiently for that primary event to happen.  Unless someone else out there knows another way to become a super hero.

Blood Will Keep Us Together

Whoa, has time flown. My last post was nearly a year ago and I think it is just sad. I blame Facebook mainly for this but that is another matter. A great deal has happened since last October. First, I am no longer in Logan. I now live in Salt Lake. Another change is that my career focus has switched at the present moment from dealing with plants to medical research. Hence the blog title switch. It has been quite a switch and I still am trying to learn all the new terminology that comes with working in the medical field. I am still dealing with genetics so not much has changed procedure wise but there are just so many medical acronyms. I feel like I am working with the government all over again. It has taken a great deal of getting use to. But Salt Lake has been good to Sarah and I. Sarah has enjoyed the change of working as an academic advisor. It offers the chance to still help students but not have to deal with the stress of teaching. She is much happier for it and so am I. We have really enjoyed being here and experiencing city life. It has been an interesting change. I think for the first few months I was in constant road rage just from the going-ons on the road. I still get the occasional frustration when I discover a median is standing between me and my destination or some jerk does something squirrely. But other than that it has been nice having more things to explore. In Logan, we would sadly drive around looking for stuff to do and end up a hour later back at home feeling dejected. We miss all of our friends up in Logan and sadly have not found replacements to some of our favorite places to eat but we are quite happy.  Well, I will close at this time. I just wanted to get myself going on the blog again so I will close with the promise that more is to come. And, yes, that can be taken as a threat and a promise.